As you slowly awaken, you notice how sluggish you feel.

As you get used to the heavy feeling your body now has, you hear footstep approaching, slow steps. An intimidating noise. Especially in the context of this horrid place you’ve been brought to.

You manage to look up, take in the area you were in. It looked like an average hospital room, just darker, less comforting. With splotches of blood over the white blankets.

Whilst you squint around, trying to see the darker corners of the room, a shadow loomed over you. The source of footsteps had arrived. Now standing over you.

“Good morning birdy.” A voice hummed, a condescending tone with his words. You turned your head slowly, greeted with the sight of a tall, unfamiliar man.